Except they spend several hours running the bull to the point of exhaustion, tossing it full of those heavy spears that bleed it, just so mister fancy pants can come up to a weak, tired, suffering animal and kill it with his sissy sword. You don't see a matador jumping into the ring with a fresh bull.I dunno if i'd call anyone willing to put themselves in front of a bull with the very real chance of getting themselves gored, impaled, killed, etc. a coward. :lol:
Foolish, maybe. Coward, no.
I fucking despise bull fighting. :noway: